Marco’s POV
“Beta Dan…” the driver muttered, watching him stride past his side.
It wasn’t even two seconds after the car had pulled up into the packhouse before Dan opened the door himself—before the driver could even unbuckle his seat belt.
He didn’t say a word, not one, just like he hadn’t since I gave him the answer to his question. His expression had dimmed even more since then—darkened and hardened beyond anything I’d seen before.
The thought of what I had done—gambling Ariana and my own interests without telling her—pressed heavily on my mind.
I kept thinking about what I could possibly do now, and whether there was still a chance to keep her from finding out. But the way things were going… she might already know. And that would be to my detriment.
“Alpha Marco,” one of the w
